So… For those of you who may have doubted if our dramatis personae had actually made it to Mars – check it out on a map – Mars Pennsylvania… My apologies to the real Pennsylvanian Mars, (or the Planet) it’s probably much nicer than how we cartooned it – while the toxic stinking evil is actually in D.C… But hey, it’s all in fun… (except that is, for the toxic stinking evil Slumlord, he’s no fun at all!!)
Excellent! Wrapped up nicely!
I had a stinking (excuse me I meant sinking) feeling ever since quite a few pages ago this would be the case.
And now, as the Sun pulls away from the dock and our Ship sinks slowly in the West, we bid farewell to the happy tropical paradise of Mars… Pennsylvania… as far in the distance we see the happy, simple natives dancing in their quant, ancient native ritual… Stuffing a failed leader headfirst down the Anus of Mars, in their quaint, simple native faith that he will be Born Again… although, considering his present situation, perhaps “born” is not the correct verb…
For whatever it’s worth, there is a Bunnies at War March calendar posted…
Whoof! Boot to the head!
The flying fan-service scissor-kick of doom. They never see it coming and then their lights go out.
Reminds me of this bit that Dr. Demento used to play on his radio show – perhaps he still does… The Frantics – “Ti Kwan Leep”…
He’s still around and online.
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